Author Profile: Chris Tharp
Posted in Stories and Appreciations on 17 November 2010
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Koreans, like people in many other Asian countries, do, from time to time, eat dogs. The practice isn’t exactly widespread, but you don’t have to look too hard to find it.
Posted in Stories and Appreciations on 18 October 2010
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I had arrived in Korea during the height of the summer, and it was hot. I was restless and sweaty and decided to attempt to cool down by sipping a few cans of cold beer.
Posted in Stories and Appreciations on 6 October 2010
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No one is totally immune from acting badly while traveling. Any number of factors can make a good-natured traveler turn ugly.
Posted in One Million Watts on 24 June 2010
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Most Americans are internationally untraveled. Only a distinct minority of us even own passports. To our minds, any place outside the womb of our country is swarming with anti-American mobs.
Posted in Stories and Appreciations on 27 May 2010
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The days leading up to Tet must mark a lull in national cobra consumption. Despite it being lunchtime, there was not a person in the place, save the bored-looking older couple who ran it.
Posted in Seattle on 22 April 2010
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Part of me wanted to talk to Cobain and part of me didn’t want to bug him, but now his own wife was encouraging me to go bother him. Maybe this was some sort of inside joke between them.
Posted in Seattle on 21 April 2010
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Cobain grabbed a hammer and proceeded to annihilate his guitar, going at the thing with pure hate. He then collapsed onto the floor, where he lay motionless for the next twenty minutes.
Posted in Stories and Appreciations on 7 April 2010
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Bill Cosby was right: Kids do say the darndest things. They also say the cruelest and most twisted-est things. And they draw them. That’s me: “Grosoper,” the hairy pig-man.